[ Kissing Eren is horribly familiar, like remembering something she hadn’t known she’d forgotten. The feel of his mouth against hers hasn’t changed at all. Still, as familiar as it is, it’s also nothing like kissing the Eren she’d known as a cadet. That had been sweet, tender, gentle. This is…different.
He kisses her like a drowning man, as though she could pull him from whatever dark depths of ocean he has descended to. It’s fierce and cruel and desperate. It’s everything she’s missed for the last four years.
She pulls away, even as the hand on the back of her head tries to keep her there, lips on his. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, less from physical exertion and more from the adrenaline of it all. And then she punches him. ]
You— fuck you. [ There’s something tight in her voice, something shattered and broken. ]
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He kisses her like a drowning man, as though she could pull him from whatever dark depths of ocean he has descended to. It’s fierce and cruel and desperate. It’s everything she’s missed for the last four years.
She pulls away, even as the hand on the back of her head tries to keep her there, lips on his. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, less from physical exertion and more from the adrenaline of it all. And then she punches him. ]
You— fuck you. [ There’s something tight in her voice, something shattered and broken. ]